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We survived the looong journey with Zavian to Athens. Boy, it was long. And the Heathrow staff made me taste 50% of Zavian's baby food and milk. We had far too much luggage (my fault) which Naim lugged around while I managed Z. As a welcome to Greece gift, Naim's bag didn't make it with the luggage and our taxi driver tried to rip us off. But we were only in Athens for less than a day, so we were going to enjoy it!

We crammed in as much as we could into our short stay. Our home for the night, The Acropolis Ami Boutique Hotel, had a cool rooftop terrace with an amazing view of the Acropolis at night. They upgraded us to a larger room, and a deathtrap of a baby cot that none of their staff could sort out, so Z ended up in our bed. For dinner we picked up some souvlakis and beer (for free as Naim paid with 50 euros and got the same in change- opa!!!). We think the confusion was a direct result of Zavian's distracting tactics by smiling at the staff.) We enjoyed the meal in a nearby park and by the time we returned, Naim's bag had been dropped off and all was good again in the world.

The next day were strolled through the area of Plaka, which was filled with cute cafes and shops, walked up the amazing Acropolis, and toured the market areas. The Acropolis was a trek, especially with Zavian and not being allowed to use the stroller, and conveniently leaving the baby carrier back in the hotel for the morning. And it was HOT. It was scorching, and I felt really bad for Zavian, but he held up very well all things considered. We had a great lunch with lots of Greek mezze and FETA mmmmh, and learned how much the Greeks love babies, as the staff did everything they could to make Z comfortable, including bringing him some delicious greek yogurt and a wee spoon.

We unfortunately took the long way home and literally just made our ferry to Naxos late that afternoon. The 4 hour ferry ride allowed for some bonding with our seat neighbor, a 30-something Greek woman from Paros who tried to be our personal DJ from her laptop, despite the fact Zavian was sleeping. Arriving in Naxos at about 9 pm, the sun had only set a short while ago and the sky was still pink. Our driver was thankfully awaiting us, helped with our brick-loaded baggage and whisked us off into the hills our Naxos where we were eager to meet our friends, the Mooney family at our shared villa.